Underneath the Stars

Late nights and early mornings are things that I am quite familiar with. My sleep schedule for the past two years has generally made me a comfortable acquaintance with the early hours of the morning, whether the cause of my insomnia is unfinished work or unfinished thoughts.


Sometimes the stillness of these early hours are a time of reflection for me, especially as I spend these times alone.

Of all the emotions that surround me at this time, the one that finds me the most is a sense of longing, especially as quiet comfort of reminiscences play in my head. It is during the late nights and early mornings that I miss those closest to me the most.

On such nights, I just let my mind smile and replay until sleep finally finds me.

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